Novels with different points of view are difficult to write, and no one wants to be misled into buying the same book twice.
I have put a lot of effort into offering you something different.
This is NOT a retelling of „Bully“. 

Penelope Douglas

Have you ever felt so angry that you had to break something? Or so confused that you feel like you've overreacted? The last few years I've been lost and constantly wandering between rage and indifference...

Some people hate me. Others are afraid of me. But no one can hurt me because I don't care about anyone or anything.

Except for Tate.

I love her so much I hate her. We were friends. Then I realized I couldn't even trust her - and that meant I couldn't trust anyone.

That's why I hurt her. And I chased her away from me.

But I still need it. When I see her, the world goes quiet, and my anger gains purpose and direction. And I pour it out on her constantly - so at least I can experience some emotion, something at least vaguely human.

And she ran away. Gone for a year.
And it came back... different. She no longer takes my bullying lightly and fights back.

And that draws me to her even more...